Karaoké They Want EFX Das EFX

Bum stiggedy bum stiggedy bum hon, I got the old pa-rum-pum-pum-pum

But I can fe-fi or fo diddly-bum, here I come

So Peter Piper, I'm hyper than Pinocchio's nose

'Cos I'm the supercala fragilistic tic-tac pro

I gave my oopsy, daisy now you've got the Crazy

Drazy with the books

Googley-goo where's the gravy

So one two, um buckle my, um shoe

Yabba Doo, hippity-hoo crack a brew

So trick or treat, smell my feet yup I drippedy-dropped a hit

So books get on your mark and spark that old censorship

Drats and double drats

I smiggedy smacked some whiz kids

The boogedy-woogedly

Brooklyn boy's about to get his, dig

My waist bone's connected to my hip bone

My hip bone's connected to my thigh bone

My thigh bone's connected to my knee bone

My knee bone's connected to my hardy-har-har-har

The jibbedy-jabber jaw ja-jabbing at your funny bone, um

Skip the Ovaltine, I'd rather have my honeycomb

Or preferably the sinsemilla

Let's spiggedy spark the blunts, um

Dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

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Well I'll be darned, shiver me timbers yo, head for the hills

I picked a weeping willow and a daffodil

So back up bucko or

I'll pulverize McGruff

'Cos this little piggy gets, busy and stuff

Arrivederci, heavens to mercy, honky tonk I get swift

I caught a Snuffleupagus and smoked a boogaloo spliff

I got the nooks, the crannies the nitty gritty forty doe

So all aboard, castaway hey where's my boogaloo

Ooh, I'm steamin, agony

Why's everybody always pickin' on me

They call me Puddin' Tane and rap's my game

You ask me again and I'll t-tell you the same

Since I'm the vocal vegemintarian stick 'em up freeze

So no Parks sausages mom, please

A-Blitz shoots the breeze twiddly-dee shoots his lip

Crazy Drayzie shot the sheriff yup, and I shot the gift

And that's pretty sneaky sis, oh yo

I got my socks off, my rocks off, my Nestle's cup of cocoa

Holly Hobbie tried to slob me tried to rob me silly stunt

Diggedy-dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

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They want EFX some live EFX

They want EFX some live EFX

Snap a neck for some live EFX

They want EFX some live EFX

They want EFX some live EFX

They want EFX some live EFX

Snap a neck for some live EFX

Yahoo, hidee-ho yup I'm coming around the stretch

So here Fido boy fetch, boy, fetch

I got the rope-a-dope a slippery choker, look at me get raw

And I'm the hickory-dickory top of the morning boogoloo big jaw

With the yippedy zippedy

Winnie the Pooh bad boy blue

Yo not crazy got the gusto what up, I swing that too

So nincompoop give a hoot and stomp a troop without a strain

Like Rosco P. Coltrane

I spiggedy-spark a spiff and give a twist like Chubby Checker

I take my Froot Loops with two scoops and make it double decker

Oh Finster Baby come to Papa Duke

A babaloo, ooh a babaloo boogedy boo

I went from Gucci to Stussy to fliggedy-flam a groupie

To Zsa Zsa, to yibbedy-yabba dabba hoochie koochie

Tally ho I-I'll take my Stove

Top instead of potato, so

Maybe I'll shoot 'em now, nope maybe I'll shoot 'em later, yep

I used to have a dog and

Bingo was his name oh, so uh

B-I-N-G-O oh

You do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around, hon, so uh

Dun dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun

They want EFX some live EFX

They want EFX some live EFX

They want EFX some live EFX

Snap a neck for some live EFX

They want EFX some live EFX

They want EFX some live EFX

They want EFX some live EFX

Snap a neck for some live EFX